Postcards From Como

Yesterday, we finally bought an Internet stick device so that we can finally have some connection in our little apartment. It’s painfully slow (I have loaded about four pages in 30 minutes) but at least I finally feel a little more in tune with the planet.

Not that being out of cyber-touch is so terrible at all, though. Whereas before, I would wake up to check emails, news and updates, now I wake up to quiet mornings by the lake where I can run in peace while the boys are still snoring. Whereas before, I would stay up past midnight, staring at my computer screen, now I am back at the canvas. Good old aquarelle paint, an ink pen, and many glasses of shared red wine.

Recently I have painted a series of postcards inspired by the views on Lake Como, from the Northern tip where we live. When I tried to buy some postcards at the only department store in town, there were none to be found, and even in the bigger towns, there were no postcards from our small town that could accurately depict life as it is here.

I decided to paint the scenery I’ve captured, both through my eyes and my camera lens, to paint stills of life in motion, and to bring color to where it is mostly a thousand blue hues. Already, there has been some local interest in my art, and even the town priest has requested postcards of our simple chapel and bell-tower that stands by a river cascading down to the beach—just a short walk from our alleyway house.  A few other local cafes and hotels are also displaying my art for sale, and that makes me quite happy.

Ours is a tiny town, but so charming. You know it’s small when you go out to the corner cafe, and run into your only upstairs neighbor jogging, your landlord going for cappuccino, and the mayor’s bunch just leaving the bar.

I feel strangely at home, and “home” is where my heart feels alive.

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Notes on Rocks

Today I decided to paint rocks. Without a reference in my bedroom, it was easy to imagine, though. I encounter them every day: Big boulders that I want to move, but don’t seem to find the courage to do.

Do you know those kind of rocks? They are also called problems, but sometimes challenges. Sometimes the rocks in our life are put there by others, but oftentimes, it’s our own doing. How we overcome them and get over them, or climb our way out of the pits is up to us to decide.

Rocks are also parts of the earth that have been in the same place since before the beginning of time. They are steadfast, unmovable. These are the kind of rocks our souls need to have. We need the foundation of something secure, to steady our feet when climbing our way through life. We need those rocks to hold on to, when we feel like everything else is slipping away. We need the sense of stability—and if it does not come from things around us, then it must be on the inside.

Everyone needs rocks in their life. Which ones are you holding onto?

The Dame

Being thrust out of my comfort zone last year did a few good things for me. One was that it gave me time and opportunity to get back to one of my first loves: ART. As a magazine editor, I had hardly any time to write, much less draw and paint. It had always been a dream of mine to have enough time to get back to the canvas—and the inspiration needed.

Well, I am finally doing away with excuses. This series of paintings, my “Hollywood Wine Collection”, combines not one, but three loves: ART, old Hollywood films, and WINE. I paint the washes with a deep red wine, and mix a little watercolor to get the desired hues.

As a child, I watched “National Velvet” over and over until I learned many of the lines by heart. I was more familiar with Elizabeth Taylors’ children films, than her later ones which brought her more on-screen success.

This painting is a tribute to a woman who brought glamour, intrigue, and extravagant beauty to the screen half a century ago, yet also managed to stay socially updated with a fast-changing world—on Twitter.

(My art needs a loving home! You can purchase these original paintings by contacting me below or emailing nyxmartinez@gmail.com)

Thank You for Supporting My Art!

Dear Friends and Blog Readers,

Thank you for your support and appreciation for my art! You can now buy it online as prints, postcards, greeting cards, posters or even mounted canvas and framed wall art. Please check out my RedBubble art store here: http://www.redbubble.com/people/nyxmartinez/shop/top+selling+greeting-cards

For the full collection and orders of original paintings, visit my personal website Gallery here: http://www.nyxmartinez.com/art-gallery.html

If you want commissioned work or have ideas for greeting cards/postcards you would like made for a special someone, please email me at nyxmartinez@gmail.com or private message me here.

Much Love,

Nyx

Crave

Sometimes, all we crave are silent moments, which the heart knows but cannot spell.

This original 12×17 cm aquarelle is on sale for just €30, please email nyxmartinez@gmail.com or leave a note below if you have a home for it. And if you liked this painting, be sure to check out my complete gallery here. Thank you!

Painting with Wine

Today, I completed seven paintings. One of them, and the quickest, was done with a bottle of Bulgarian wine which we had bought yesterday at our local bakery. Just to experiment. But it was way too sweet to drink properly, so I’ve found another use for it—besides cooking. I didn’t really like this painting at first, but the more I lingered and looked at it, the more it grew on me. As with all things one does whilst a glass of wine is in hand…

Travels with My Paintbrush

Painting a picture is a way of traveling, isn’t it? Taking your creativity on a journey—to where, you don’t really know…

Allowing your fingers to flow freely; first over blank spaces, towards transformation of a simple canvas.

And then, you take others on the journey. They too, can travel to where your mind has been, maybe they make their own conclusions, or maybe they just enjoy.

As artists, it is our passion to create, and then our obligation to share. To dig deep into the secret places of our hearts, find something worth expressing, and then set it free in the world.